Emma’s POV
Staring in the mirror I don't recognize the woman that is staring back at me. The gray streak in my hair is no longer covered with black hair dye and sparkles brightly against my dark hair. My hair is pulled up into a fancy up-do with several of my curly strands hanging down to frame my face. A blue satin gown clings to all of the curves of my body and a diamond necklace hangs delicately around my neck. I have come a long way in the past six months.
The muscles on my arms and legs are now toned and strong. Since training with Daniel, I have found that I am fast and strong. Those are two words that I never thought I would use to describe myself. No matter who Daniel pairs me with during sparring I rarely lose. I am chomping at the bit to spar with Emily but Daniel refuses
